We have been spending a lot of time outside since the weather is nice. So I apologize for not posting much, but family always comes first.
Lil man broke part of my Hoover so it doesn't "suck" anymore. Then Lil man pooped on the floor one morning and drove his SUV police truck through it. Poop tracks EVERYWHERE! I'm done!! I can't take anymore. I retired the hoover and ripped the carpet out down to the subfloor. Now we are awaiting installation of a new vinyl floor in both the kids rooms. It saddens me that we can't have carpet, but I am happy that I will no longer be spending hours upon hours shampooing carpets every week.
In other news, Lil man has found a new obsession. A very gross one...licking bird poop. He has no idea how gross it is, but he loves the reaction he gets from people when he tries to lick it. (I really hope he doesn't get sick from it) As if I didn't have enough poop to clean. Now I'm cleaning up bird poo in the yard too! Ugh! Yucky!!
Saturday, May 12, 2012
Monday, April 23, 2012
Weekend shopping
We went shopping as a family this weekend to Sam's club. The last time we were all there C had a meltdown at the register, screaming at the top of his lungs. The busy checkout lanes went silent, and all heads turned toward us, some glaring in disgust. Daddy had to take C out to the car, while I finished checking out.
This time it was a much better trip. We let him push the cart, which he wants to do all by himself and gets upset if we touch the cart to help him steer. He did pretty good job focusing on pushing the cart until someone would walk too close to him. The first person, a pretty lady talking on her cell phone, walked by too close. C reached out and touched her on her rearend as she passed. She turned around and giggled, I was a little mortified. He continued on pushing the cart. A little old man walked by too close and C reached out and pinched his arm. The man smiled and said hi. We continued on down the aisles and I was talking to C about keeping his hands to himself. Next thing I know he bolts off over to a lady getting something out of the freezer, and pinches her arm. I made him apologize to her and reminded him to keep his hands to himself. The rest of the trip was uneventful. He picked out items that he wanted and put them in the cart. (this is BIG, only recently has he shown an interest in things that he wants while shopping)
C has always had trouble with personal space and keeping his hands to himself when we are out in public. Writing this I realize just how far he has come though. He use to reach out and try to scratch or hit EVERY person we passed. If he came close to another kid he would go straight for the face/eyes and scratch them. This has put Mom and Dad in some rather awkward situations. Like this one time at Walmart, C slugged a Walmart employee (who was MUCH bigger than me) in the back. She whipped around with her fists cocked ready to lay into me, she quickly realized that it was my son that hit her and not me. Thank goodness.
This time it was a much better trip. We let him push the cart, which he wants to do all by himself and gets upset if we touch the cart to help him steer. He did pretty good job focusing on pushing the cart until someone would walk too close to him. The first person, a pretty lady talking on her cell phone, walked by too close. C reached out and touched her on her rearend as she passed. She turned around and giggled, I was a little mortified. He continued on pushing the cart. A little old man walked by too close and C reached out and pinched his arm. The man smiled and said hi. We continued on down the aisles and I was talking to C about keeping his hands to himself. Next thing I know he bolts off over to a lady getting something out of the freezer, and pinches her arm. I made him apologize to her and reminded him to keep his hands to himself. The rest of the trip was uneventful. He picked out items that he wanted and put them in the cart. (this is BIG, only recently has he shown an interest in things that he wants while shopping)
C has always had trouble with personal space and keeping his hands to himself when we are out in public. Writing this I realize just how far he has come though. He use to reach out and try to scratch or hit EVERY person we passed. If he came close to another kid he would go straight for the face/eyes and scratch them. This has put Mom and Dad in some rather awkward situations. Like this one time at Walmart, C slugged a Walmart employee (who was MUCH bigger than me) in the back. She whipped around with her fists cocked ready to lay into me, she quickly realized that it was my son that hit her and not me. Thank goodness.
Car window
Common findings on our car window. Stickers, crayon drawing, and a cheeseburger bun! Time to break out the Windex. 
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Shattered
"You hear that?" C asks me this afternoon after he tosses a toy at the window. "It go bang" The window shattered. This is not good, now he knows that windows make a noise too.
I wonder if there are any sensory activities that we could do that would create the same noise or sensation, but doesn't involve dangerous shards of glass flying throughout the house.
I'm open to suggestions!
I wonder if there are any sensory activities that we could do that would create the same noise or sensation, but doesn't involve dangerous shards of glass flying throughout the house.
I'm open to suggestions!
Stay in your car seat!
I have had a very difficult time keeping C in his car seat lately. I decided it was time to try something different so I switched Lil man's car seat from the five point harness to a lap/shoulder belt. I got a special part that goes over the seatbelt to keep him from unbuckling it. His fingers can't fit down in between the plastic pieces to release the belt. It has to be unbuckled with a key or something skinny. Thought I had him outsmarted....ha! Wouldn't you know it that within twenty seconds of sitting in his new seat he was back out. He used the buckle of the center seatbelt to free himself. So I stuffed that buckle under the seats and buckled him back in. Five seconds later, he uses the straw out of his drink and he is free again. Ugh...He outsmarted me! So long as there are no straws or spoons or crayons or pens or anything else skinny within his reach, he can't get out. 
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
It has been a long time since I updated this blog. If its not one thing it's another. Got the computer fixed so that it works, but everytime I try to log into my blog it stops responding. I'm using my phone to write today, which takes much longer. I have a whole hour to write as I sit by myself, in a tiny 5x5 ft dark room, while I watch little man through the two-way mirror with his speech therapist.
Little man is still making huge messes everyday.
He is much happier now that the weather is warm and he can play outside.
He continues to wear underwear to school and he has not had any accidents. He still goes all over everywhere at home.
I have registered C for kindergarten. And we are getting ready for the big IEP meeting to figure out what is the best placement for him.
Hoping to get back into the swing of things soon!
Little man is still making huge messes everyday.
He is much happier now that the weather is warm and he can play outside.
He continues to wear underwear to school and he has not had any accidents. He still goes all over everywhere at home.
I have registered C for kindergarten. And we are getting ready for the big IEP meeting to figure out what is the best placement for him.
Hoping to get back into the swing of things soon!
Monday, March 5, 2012
The drive to school
It was kinda chilly out today, 38 degrees, but it was beautiful out. Sun shinning through big fluffy clouds as far as the eye can see. My favorite kind of clouds. I wished I had brought my camera with me.
We got in the car and headed to school. Two miles down the road I had to pull over because Lil man was completely out of his seat, standing up in the car. I told him in my sternest mommy voice to "get back in your seat and buckle up" He giggled at me and sat down. I climbed back and re-buckled him and we were back on the road again. I vaguely remember the days where I could drive from point A to point B, without having to make these kind of stops. There was a good 6-8 month run we had, once upon a time, when we could slap a piece of duct tape on the buckle, and it would deter him from removing his belt. But his tiny fingers got strong, and his determination even stronger, to outsmart us with his wit.
Back in his seat, off we go again on our drive to school, driving on a two lane highway, notorious for numerous accidents and taking many lives, 55mph around curves, a semi coming at us and Lil man pops out of his seat AGAIN! He must have sensed the seriousness in my voice this time, as we rounded a corner and passed the semi, me yelling at him to get back in his seat. He quickly buckled up before I had a safe place to pull over.
The rest of the drive he stayed in his seat. When we got to a stop light he asked for his milk that was in a sippy cup rolling around on the floor. I retrieved it for him and he was content the rest of the way.
As we pull into the parking lot of the school, C says "I no want go to school." Then he launched his sippy cup at my head so hard I swear I almost took out the fence to the playground as I was rounding the corner and slamming on the breaks. That unexpected blow to the head that causes a moment of confusion, I think I saw stars! OUCH! Trying to contain my anger and tears from the painful blow to my head. I tell him that he hurt me and made me angry. And then sent him on to school. Eight hours later I still have a quarter sized goose egg and a thumping headache.
Fortunately, he was a little better behaved after school. He even said he was sorry and kissed my boo boo!
We got in the car and headed to school. Two miles down the road I had to pull over because Lil man was completely out of his seat, standing up in the car. I told him in my sternest mommy voice to "get back in your seat and buckle up" He giggled at me and sat down. I climbed back and re-buckled him and we were back on the road again. I vaguely remember the days where I could drive from point A to point B, without having to make these kind of stops. There was a good 6-8 month run we had, once upon a time, when we could slap a piece of duct tape on the buckle, and it would deter him from removing his belt. But his tiny fingers got strong, and his determination even stronger, to outsmart us with his wit.
Back in his seat, off we go again on our drive to school, driving on a two lane highway, notorious for numerous accidents and taking many lives, 55mph around curves, a semi coming at us and Lil man pops out of his seat AGAIN! He must have sensed the seriousness in my voice this time, as we rounded a corner and passed the semi, me yelling at him to get back in his seat. He quickly buckled up before I had a safe place to pull over.
The rest of the drive he stayed in his seat. When we got to a stop light he asked for his milk that was in a sippy cup rolling around on the floor. I retrieved it for him and he was content the rest of the way.
As we pull into the parking lot of the school, C says "I no want go to school." Then he launched his sippy cup at my head so hard I swear I almost took out the fence to the playground as I was rounding the corner and slamming on the breaks. That unexpected blow to the head that causes a moment of confusion, I think I saw stars! OUCH! Trying to contain my anger and tears from the painful blow to my head. I tell him that he hurt me and made me angry. And then sent him on to school. Eight hours later I still have a quarter sized goose egg and a thumping headache.
Fortunately, he was a little better behaved after school. He even said he was sorry and kissed my boo boo!
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